ive that truck back to
where it belongs and throw up your job."

"A hundred a week, hey?" says Delancey, rollin' his eyes. "Oh, lady!!
In a month I'll have Carnegie gnashin' his teeth!" He breaks off and
swings around on Alex. "Look here!" he says, "I been drivin' this
truck for two years. I got a good steady job from eight in the mornin'
till ten at night, and I get twenty berries a week for it. I don't
know nothin' about this nut job of yours, but if I don't get my hundred
every week--well, they's gonna be a funeral with you bein' featured in
it, get that?"

"That's all right," says Alex. "I'll deposit your first six months'
salary in the bank for you--how's that?"

"What could be sweeter?" says Delancey. "They's just one other thing."

"Speak up!" says Alex.

"As long as I'm gonna be a movie actor," says Delancey, "do I get a
dress suit to wear?"

"Sure!" says Alex. "Why?"

"Well," grins Delancey, "I never had one of them open faced suits on in
me life and in fact I was savin' up to get one now. I'm simply nutty
to put on one of them layouts and knock the innocent onlookers silly.
If you hit a tough week, I might take ninety-five bucks and let the
rest go over a few days, but I gotta have the dress suit and that goes!"

"It's yours," says Alex, diggin' me in the ribs.

"All right," says Delancey, "I'll go down now and make the boss faint
by quittin'. I'll meet you anywheres you says to-morrow."

"You will not," says Alex. "I'll ride right down on that truck with
you now!"

About two weeks later, Alex comes up to the flat and tells me to put on
my hat and cane. He says he's gonna take me over to the studio and
show me Delancey Calhoun's first picture.

"So you're really goin' through with it, hey?" I says. "What company
did you get him landed with?"

"The Par-Excellence Feature Film Company," he says.

"I never heard tell of it," I says. "Who's in back of it?"

"A young feller by the name of Alex Hanley!" he comes back, grinnin'.

"What?" I hollers. "D'ye mean to say you started a movie foundry to
put this guy over?"

"I'll leave it to you," he tells me, "when we get to the studio. Let's
go!"

On the way over he shows me a lot of the advertisin' copy with which
he's gonna introduce Delancy Calhoun to the waitin' world. I must say
it was hot stuff! It claims that Delancey Calhoun is the sole heir to
the $20,000,000 left by the late Artemus Calhoun which died twenty
years ago.